This is the space to tell us how you would answer the writing prompt that appears in CrimeBits on page 163.
It’s happening again.
I keep hearing them. Scratching behind the skirtingboard. I know they’re there. No one else believes me though. They say it’s all in my head. I know I’m right though. That’s all that matters. Mum came round to visit. She brought some food with her, but I can’t eat it. Don’t know what’s in it. I need to check everything again. No tins, no frozen foods. Fresh meat, fresh veg. Even that is risky.
Brush teeth for one minute. Wash hands three times. Face twice. Repeat once. Keeps them away for a few hours.
It’s been over a year since I’d heard them. They were just waiting for me to feel a little normal for a while. They know when to come back.
I’ve heard the clicks on the phone. They’re listening to my conversations so I can’t even tell Mum about them.